C17 Past

When the surrounding disciples saw the group that had leaped over, they all walked up and respectfully saluted: "Greetings, Patriarch, Elders, Manager …"

Mu Yun didn't even look at them. There was only one person in his eyes right now, and that was Mu Xiong. There was only one thing on his mind, and that was to kill Mu Xiong.

Flowing Cloud once again flashed with three colors before finally merging into one and turning into a dilapidated greyish color. He stomped his feet and was about to charge at Mu Xiong.

"Bastard, you have repeatedly caused trouble in the family and harmed fellow clansmen. Do you know your crimes?" Law Enforcement Hall Elder Mu Xin waved his long sleeves, bringing out a fierce wind that engulfed Mu Yun and shouted at the same time.

Mu Yun's newly formed move was immediately blown away by the strong wind. He was also blown away by the strong wind and landed heavily on the ground.

"Old dog, do you believe that I won't kill you as well?" Mu Yun's eyes were about to burst. He glared furiously at Mu Xin and shouted loudly.

"Hmph, no difference in status." Mu Xin's face darkened as he raised his hand to slap Mu Yun.

"Old dog, look at this!" Wu Tie flipped his hand and a plate appeared in his hand. "Mu Jiuchong" was carved on one side while a man holding a sword was carved on the other. It was the plate given to him by the Pavilion Elder.

Mu Xin's raised his hand into a fist and stopped mid air, his eyes filled with shock, "This … Could this be … "Nine Seals."

"What, is this really a Nine Order?" The highest medallion of the family allows one to do anything within the family without anyone's permission, including killing people. " Third Elder Mu Cheng whispered.

The other deacons looked at each other in dismay. They had never heard of such a thing before. The family actually had such a token. As for the other disciples, they were even more confused.

Mu Qian also became serious: "Kid, where did you steal it?" He felt that the situation was not normal and vaguely felt that something was amiss. Thinking back to more than twenty days ago, the Great Master had suddenly ordered for Mu Xiong and Ah Mei to go with each other. Could it be...

"Impossible, chief, don't be fooled by this brat. There is only one Nine Seals in the family and it has not appeared for over a hundred years. You and I have only heard about it, how could this kid have it? It must be fake." Great Elder Mu Tai whispered into Mu Qian's ear.

"Right." Mu Qian's eyes hardened. In a few blinks of an eye, he appeared in front of Mu Yun. Spiritual Qi lingered around his hand as a palm wind suddenly appeared. He struck towards Mu Yun.

In fact, he was very clear on the authenticity of this token, but he took the chance to grasp the reason that he had not seen the real token before. Killing Mu Yun first would probably not do anything to him even if the Great Master appeared.

Facing Mu Qian's fierce palm wind, Mu Yun had no way of dodging or avoiding it. However, he did not think of dodging. Instead, the corner of his mouth slightly raised because Mu Yun saw two old men appear behind Mu Qian.

Wu Tie's palm seemed to have been hit by a ton of resistance. It was hard to move down another inch from Mu Yun's head, and the Qi in his hand seemed to have been restrained, unable to exert even a little bit of strength.

Mu Qian felt a chill run down his spine. He slowly turned his head around and saw the two men he feared the most staring at him coldly.

"We pay our respects to the Grand Elder and the Old Ancestor." Mu Qian clasped his hands respectfully as he felt uneasy in his heart.

The rest of the elders and disciples, aside from Mu Yun who was sitting down and Mu Hai who was lying down powerlessly, all knelt down and shouted in unison, "We greet the Grand Elder, we pay our respects to the Old Ancestor!" Although they had never seen or even heard of the clan's ancestor, since the clan leader called him the ancestor, they would just follow and call him that.

"Mu Qian, from what I see, you are the one who is comfortable being the Family Patriarch. You actually forgot the family rules and regulations." Mu Xiaoyun's eyes were calm, and his voice was also calm. "You even dare to kill someone with a Nine Heavens Dictum?"

"Grand Elder, please calm your anger. This disciple does not know if this child's Nine Seals Medallion is real or fake. That's why I made such a move." Mu Qian kneeled down with a "putong" sound. Sweat covered his forehead as he scolded Mu Xiong in his heart.

"Mu Yun, you can do whatever you want. I will support you wherever you go at any time." Elder Liu gave Mu Yun a smile and an encouraging look.

Mu Yun stood up and slowly walked towards Mu Xiong with Mu Yun holding Mu Yun in his hand. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up. "I told you that you would die today."

"Old ancestor, this …" Mu Qian wanted to say something, but stopped halfway because he felt a strong pressure suddenly descend on him, causing him to not dare to say another word.

"Grand Elder, Old Ancestor, Father, save me …." Mu Xiong was frightened to the point where his face turned ashen. At this moment, he also felt a pressure pressing down on his body, causing him to be unable to bring out any spiritual energy. He could only watch helplessly as Mu Yun approached step by step.

"Mu Yun, let me go, let me go, just take me as a fart." Mu Xiong kept crawling backward, leaving a puddle of water where he had crawled, dragging a long mark along the bottom of his trousers. He was scared out of his wits.

"Dad, save me! Save me! Dad …" Mu Xiong crawled as he cried for help. And just when Mu Yun's cloud shadow was resting on Mu Xiong's neck, Mu Xiong stopped crawling forward and rolled over, half lying on the ground. His face revealed a crazy look, "Old man, if you don't save me, don't blame me for revealing everything about you."

"Mu Yun, that year, the poison that destroyed your dantian was given to me by that old fellow, and it was also he who told your father that the Fire Spirit Zoysia that had the Flame Valley of your father could cure your dantian and let your father look for it. He also bribed a few assassins to kill your father, and it was all done by that old man, can you let me off please?" Mu Xiong's face was filled with madness as he pointed at his father, Mu Qian.

"What? You're telling the truth? You said that my dad might have already …" Mu Yun turned to look at Mu Qian. His eyes were bloodshot and his eyeballs were about to pop out, "Old bastard Mu Qian, is what he said true?"

Mu Qian glanced at Mu Xiong and closed his eyes, "Yes, everything he said is true." Mu Qian very straightforwardly admitted it, then changed the topic, "But your father might not be dead, I bribed three assassins at the peak of Martial Sky Stage to kill your father, and paid half of the Spirit Stone to them, but they did not come back to take the other half."

When Mu Yun heard this, hope appeared again in his eyes. Since the killer didn't come back to get the money, there were only two possibilities. First, he was killed by his father, and second, they died together.

"Why are you doing this?" Although asking this now was a bit unnecessary, Mu Yun still wanted to know.

"Why else? Isn't he jealous that your dad's talent is higher than his? Your wife is prettier than his." Mu Xiong rushed to answer and then said to Mu Yun in a flattering tone, "Mu Yun, I was forced by this old guy, can you let me go?"

"Your father did all this. At most, you're an accomplice." Mu Yun nodded slightly.

"Then, thank you …" Before Wu Tie could finish his words, his head fell to the ground with his eyes wide open. He didn't understand why Mu Yun wanted to kill him.

"But you should never have done so. You shouldn't have killed big sister Ah Mei. Even if you were to die thousands or tens of thousands of times, it wouldn't be enough to compensate for the crimes you committed." Mu Yun no longer looked at Mu Xiong who had his head separated from his body and turned around to look at Mu Qian. "You should also die."

Mu Qian's head rolled on the ground as he raised his sword and knocked against Mu Xiong's head. Then, he closed his eyes.

At this time, the hearts of the people in Mu Family could not help but be shocked. The crimes of the patriarch and his son were announced to the public, and then, they were executed in front of all the clan members.

At this moment, everyone looked at Mu Yun with respect and fear. They knew that this young man would be the true ruler of the family, because behind him stood the two ancestors of the family.

"Xiaoyun, I'll leave the matter here to you." "Mu Yun, after this matter is over, come over to my place." With that, the elder soared into the sky.

"Flying through the air, isn't that the legendary Martial King Stage?" All the disciples were once again shocked, and their hearts surged with waves of pride. The Martial King Stage, had never appeared in the history of Tianhe City, and now that it had actually appeared in his own clan, wouldn't he have more confidence when he left in the future?

And right now, the several great elders and deacons didn't know how to react. Just now, they were all emitting killing intent towards Mu Yun. If Mu Yun wanted to settle the score, none of them would be able to escape.

Mu Yun did not care about them at all. He sheathed his sword, placed it back into the Ninth Layer Ring and walked in the direction of Mu Hai: "Mu Hai, how are you?"

At this moment, Mu Hai's expression was almost the same as the others. He was very excited: "Damn, Mu Yun, why are you so powerful?" They actually know the ancestor of the family, and the ancestor was actually a Martial King Stage expert … " Mu Hai rambled on and on. It was obvious that his injuries were only superficial and would recover after a short rest.